porridge    -- 2 April 2026


i was seated at a long table amongst others. we each had a
low wide bowl in front of us, filled with semolina ('cream
of wheat'). a tall thin younger white woman, with straight
dark-blonde hair cut to a bit below her chin, stood nearby.
this was an ayahuasca ceremony of sorts, and i was either 
told or had a knowing that the medicine was in the porridge.
i felt alarmed, and said something to the tune of, my body
doesn't absorb it well, i don't think this will work if i 
don't drink the medicine separately, without food. 

the woman, who seemed to be giving the medicine, said 
several things, curtly, including, 'respect your elders.' 

when she walke away, people began to talk about her. one 
person kept repeating that she was evil. i said, 'no, she's 
not evil...maybe kind of mean.' someone else said, 'yes, just
mean.' 

*

at some point, i was peering under a platform of some sort, 
perhaps like a boardwalk. on a wall surface near the back, i
could see various graffiti tags and pieces. i was trying to
discern what they said...

*

there was another dream, closer to waking, where a man was
announcing something important about / announcing humpback whales...